A nós, mensageiros

Newspaper, newspaper
Can't take no more
You're here every morning
Waiting at my door

I'm just trying to kiss you
And you stab my eyes
Make me blue forever
Like an island sky

And I'm not pretending that it's all ok
Just let me have my coffee before you take away the day

Conor Oberst, Milk Thistle

Retirado do blog do Firpo.